Trigger Discipline

You’ll never see it coming
Just before you can react
It’s gone for now and never
And no way for turning back
I count repulsive sins of war
With my finger motor skills

By the rhythm of my beating heart
By the rushing of my boiling blood

Mutilated praying angels
Grace is not provided
Bullets break consistency
Won’t stop until you died

I got no trigger discipline
Cause I’m the chosen one to kill
I got no trigger discipline
Humanity begins to tip

All life becomes so meaningless
All matters now and here
I curse and mock my gracious mother
Giving birth to me
Mercy just a misconception
Bullets justify redemption

Unbridled hatred has unfold
Incursion shall devour your souls
Monstrous anger of the guns
Beneath condemption of your eyes
A treasured blade that smeared with blood
Will always keep the virgin shine

I got no trigger discipline
Cause I’m the chosen one to kill
I got no trigger discipline
Humanity begins to tip

A blasting charm, about to burst
Marauding tyranids
Beat it down before it sins
No trigger discipline

If I’m riding fast enough
I can escape damnation
Lack god-given sympathy
Enjoy the kind creation

I got no trigger discipline
Cause I’m the chosen one to kill
I got no trigger discipline
Humanity begins to tip

Good and evil
Love and hate
Reproduction and extinction
Friend or foe
Man or beast
Believing or denying

No trigger discipline